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I started to sob, and he spanked my pussy harder, occasionally pausing to punish the backs of my thighs. His fingers were wet and each time he spanked, it left the rest of me wet too. He thoroughly punished all of me and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I couldn’t get away. I couldn’t stop him, and I slowly came to terms with the fact that t
he only way it was going to end was when I screamed the words he wanted to hear.
I sobbed and he picked me up off his knees and deposited me on my back on his bed. He forced my knees wide and reached between my thighs, spreading the wet folds of my pussy and exposing my clit.
He rested those punishing fingers on top of my needy bud, and I stilled.
“Are you going to address me properly, little girl?”
I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to give in. I wasn’t ready for it.
“A very thorough spanking on this little clit is going to feel very different from the one you just received on that beautiful bare bottom, baby girl,” he warned.
He tapped his finger on my clit once and then twice and my hips rose to meet his touch. I didn’t say a word in response, and he spanked between my legs once more. Passionate agony roared through me, centering in my core and twisting hard as I experienced the truth of his words for the very first time. Using his elbows, he kept my legs open wide as he continued to thoroughly punish my poor clit. The flats of his fingers were thick and harsh and just as cruel as his palm had been, only this time it was far more intense. Concentrated pain rattled through me but at the same time, my pussy clamped down hard with need.
“Oh, please. It hurts,” I pleaded.
“Say the words, little girl, and your spanking will end,” he instructed.
I keened as a few particularly hard spanks made my thighs instinctively tighten and close, trying to block this painful punishment. I couldn’t though. He was bigger and stronger, and he was going to punish me until I said what he wanted to hear.
He’d taken control and the more he punished me, the more I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to feel his thick length between my thighs, and I wanted to scream as I came all over him.
No man had ever made me feel this way before. No man had ever taken me in hand this way and showed me that this deep part of myself even existed.
I needed to come. I wanted it. Badly.
I opened my lips, tasting the saltiness of my tears as they dripped onto my tongue.
I only had to say the words and it would happen.
A particularly hard strike against my clit made me cry out in pain and I did the only thing I could think of that would make it stop.
I said the words he wanted to hear.
Chapter Three
Isabella De Luca
“Fuck me, Your Majesty,” I whispered, my voice shaking with arousal more intense than I had ever known.
“Louder for your king. Let everyone down below know what you really want, little girl,” he demanded, and I moaned with embarrassment, even as my little pussy clenched down hard in response. Nothing could have prepared me for being taken in hand like this and it left me feeling so intensely turned on and so insanely out of my element that the only thing I could do was obey his instructions.
“Please fuck me, Your Majesty,” I screamed, my voice high pitched, trembling and incredibly desperate for everything those words promised. I wanted to see him naked. I wanted to feel his cock inside me and most of all, I wanted to come all over it. I hoped he would let me.
“Since you asked so very nicely,” he murmured, smirking as he stared down at me. He released my wet folds and I breathed a sigh of relief at knowing that my sore and aching clit was through being punished. He spanked my pussy hard and fast, three times in quick succession. I cried out at the unexpected pain.
“That was for me telling you to say it again,” he scolded, and I whined as I pressed my thighs together, trying to soothe the terrible sting that his hand had put there.
He took my hand and helped me to stand up. For a moment, I was grateful to feel the soft fabric of the gown slip down my legs and cover me completely, but that didn’t last long. With an expectant look, he reached behind my neck and deftly undid the buttons that held the dress up on my body. It fell down in the front, revealing my breasts painfully quickly. My nipples hardened achingly tight and I watched as his gaze took in the signs of my body’s betrayal.
Slowly, he untied the sash in the middle of my torso, letting it fall open and when he did so, the weight of the dress slid down my hips and fell to the floor, exposing me completely once and for all.
“It’s a shame to cover this beautiful body, isn’t it,” he mused. “Especially when you have such a prettily reddened bare bottom and an equally red and well-spanked little pussy.”
Almost tenderly, he curled his arms around my waist. I expected him to kiss me and bring me to his bed, but then he did the unthinkable and grasped me tightly by my hips. Deftly, he tossed me over his shoulder and curled his arm around me, locking me in place. My bare bottom felt like it was on display, so hot and so well punished. The cool air felt soothing against my scorched skin and he started to walk toward the big window. Quickly he unlatched a hinge I hadn’t noticed earlier and opened the window much wider than it had been before.
He turned around and I was able to get my first look out the window since he’d entered the room with me. There was a very large crowd of people below. They were all looking up at the window and I shivered hard just as my pussy tightened shamefully at the sight of them. Some of them were smiling. Some looked curious and a number of others were watching with intent interest. These people looked normal and I nervously realized that the words that Matteo had been saying might be true.
